The house of Raby; or, Our lady of darkness [by J.M. Hooper].

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Seite 309 - some moods we may say, with the sweet singer by the tomb: " Behold! we know not anything, I can but trust that good shall fall At last—far off—at last—to all, And every winter change to spring." But in other moods a stronger faith, a brighter hope is ours, and we say boldly,
Seite 90 - quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrups tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties every one From silken Samarcand to cedared Lebanon.
Seite 127 - out and sees her adversary. — That virtue, therefore, which is but a youngling in the contemplation of evil, and knows not the utmost that vice promises to her followers, and regrets it, is but a blank virtue, not a pure.
Seite 311 - it may be, late in life, comes, as a cordial to our heart, the calm and holy wisdom which Jesus, the Son of Sirach, has spoken in high poetic words : " But Thou hast mercy upon all; for Thou canst do all things, and winkest at the sins of men because they should amend.
Seite 242 - All the delights of life, I say, would go to the deuce if people did but act upon their silly principles, and avoid those whom they dislike and abuse. Whereas, by a little charity and mutual forbearance, things are made to go on pleasantly enough.
Seite 213 - Yet in these ears till hearing dies, One set slow bell will seem to toll The passing of the sweetest soul That ever looked from human eyes.
Seite 311 - Thou lovest all the things that are, and abhorrest nothing that Thou hast made : for never wouldst Thou have made anything if Thou hadst hated it. And how could anything have endured if it had not been Thy will ? or be preserved if not called by Thee ? " But Thou sparest all: for they are Thine, oh Lord! Thou lover of souls
Seite 209 - strangers ! Aunt must be a much better Christian than most people! ' If ye love them that love you, what reward have ye ?—do not even the publicans the same ?' It is those who are despised and trodden down of men that she cares for." She approached the table again. " I may look at the books, I suppose! What is this new one, with the handsome binding ? Oh, a presentation
Seite 304 - Dead shepherd ! Now I know thy saw of might ; ' Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight ?' " As You Like It.
Seite 308 - her lids To see the enclosed lights; now canopied "Under the windows, white and azure, laced With blue of heaven's own tint.'" Thus wandered the fancy of James Hastings—leading him, with a quickened pulse and kindled eye, into a new

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